The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's spraying up from this massive, crystal-studded geyser in the middle of a frozen, Arctic tundra landscape. Uh, the air's crisp and still, with this weird, pungent smell like someone poured gasoline on a pile of old tires. The geyser's surrounded by these perfectly uniform, iridescent ice blocks, all stacked up like they're about to be shipped out somewhere... and somehow, they're not getting wet or melting despite the scalding water splashing everywhere.